Quiet trips. Even more than usual, looking for the silence in things.
Early morning. Soft gradients. Impossible to see where sky touches earth. Breathing the day, deeply. // 366skies
Morning hours. Overcast, with an option of sun. Cold colours, reminding February for a short moment. // 366skies
Findings. Along the way. Miles in between here and there and here again.
Calling ships to port.
Morning light. The clouds move on and carry rain. And there's always the storm to clean the mind. // 366skies
Somewhere along the hours. Encounters. Watching the dance in the storm. // 366skies
Facing the wind. A cold comfort in everything.